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Ughhhh hahaha Welcome to the 504 nigga the dirty south |
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[O'Dell] |
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Living is so hard in the city of |
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Livin' Livin' Livin' is so hard in the city (2X) |
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[Master P] |
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Ughhhh I'm from the city of the go getters I mean the poor niggas |
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with niggas smelt like they richer hoes but they broke niggas |
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and the bitches like the peapop (peapop) |
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and the niggas ride through the hood and like to slang rocks |
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and bitches want to make niggas into they baby daddy's |
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and niggas still ride old school Caddies |
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and a bunch of block parties and borrowers on the corner |
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and niggas wish they could move to California |
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it never rain in the sun shine cuz down here the murder rate's high |
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and bitches love to suck a line |
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a lot of gold teeth and nicknames like Big Suo Big Baz Hot Boy and Big Man |
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and you might get a rep if you're a killer |
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the city of the crawdads bad cops and drug dealers |
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and hoes love you if you're famous |
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but niggas representin' wards in the projects is dangerous |
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(Chorus)(2X) |
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[Mac] |
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young nigga got blast at the age of fourteen the dope fiends say |
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bruise it up cuz he shoot it up everybody suited up screamin' |
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God Why he was a killer and that's how most killers die |
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I used to tell him slow his roll back in '94 |
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he was a trippy dog runnin' from the po-po |
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robbin' niggas for their rangs and thangs |
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he ran up on the wrong nigga re-arranged his brain |
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now check it in my city ain't no Crips and Bloods but niggas yell 3rd ward |
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come equiped with slugs and niggas soldier rags throwin' at those who bags |
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kickin' up dust chasin' paper that say in god we trust |
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now the five can't do nothin' for my light bill some motherfuckers |
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might kill for the right skrill in the city we do busy and bust |
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and nigga ya won't fuck with us nigga what |
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(Chorus)(2X) |
